I flipped shit on BM2 when she called DH and left a message on his phone that SS (who was 10 at the time) was crying because we didn't wait for him to get a Christmas tree. (mind you, it was like 10 below that day, we literally lived next door to a tree farm, DH, SD and I ran over and picked out a tree... SD and I ran back home, DH cut the tree down and drug it home and we PURPOSELY only decorated 1/2 so that SS would have some to decorate when he got done with BM2 at her cult church deal) she also complained that I took SD to work with me one day and not SS (it was bring your DAUGHTER to work day) and I took SD to the movies and not SS (SS was sick with mono)... BM2 ended all of this by telling DH in her little holier than thou skank tone that he might want to tell Daizy to think about these things because they were hurtful to poor widdle SS.

I called that bitch up right then and there and I told her it would be a cold day in hell before I took Parenting 101 lessons from a skank whore who let her kid fall out of a 2nd story window and crack his skull (true story when SS was 3), leave a hot iron on a coffee table so a 2 year old could pull it down, thus resulting in a huge ass 3rd degree burn on SS hand (true story). It got very ugly and the bitch hung up on me. Then called DH back and told him to keep me on a leash. whatever bitch, I'll take that leash and shove it so far up your ass, you'll be able to take your self for walks every day.

thus was pretty much the demise of any semblance of a relationship with BM2. Oh she did apologize like a year later.. but I know she didn't mean it. I don't NEED to be friends with whores.

I haven't gone off...yet. But I've come close. The most recent was the last skid weekend with SD14 threw me under the damn bus for changing the password to an email after DH asked me too.

I think it was when BM started texting me at noon, while I was at work out to lunch with coworkers one day. She was pissed that DH didn't believe some lie she was telling so she sent me a text in ALL CAPS LOCK BECAUSE WHEN SHE'S MAD SHE TEXTS LIKE THIS or SOMETIMES she texts LIKE THIS. & I was just over the bullshit. It was so long it came in like 15 texts. There was a little back and forth where I basically told her I didn't give a F & she needed to watch who she was talking to. She said some shit like it was "HER phone and she COULD TEXT whatever SHE wanted to"

& that was the last time BM ever text me or DH, because we blocked her texts that day.

The second time... idk what happened but I just felt like never seeing BM again or talking to her again. So I blocked her from calling my phone & stopped going to pick up/drop offs with DH.

I lost my shit when twat waffle started nosing around in my personal business regarding my exh. She was asking dh specifics about my relationship with exh (or lack thereof) and was DEMANDING answers, stating she was entitled to all my personal information as it was "in the CO". Uh, no it's not. After speaking with my attorney and verifying this, my attorney lit her up like a Christmas tree and politely told her that she had every legal right to, "mind her own fucking business."

The gall of this woman to think she is "entitled" to any part of my life. That's the only time I have engaged with her in 5+ years.

For me it was over a salad fork. Long story, but SD pushed me over the edge setting the table with salad forks. Explained it several dinners before that, but that night I was done with her games. She pushed me to the dark side and I left the room after asking if she had a learning disability that we did not know about. I would be happy to help, but I needed to know if she had one, so I knew what I working with. Funny, but not appropriate to let a 13 year old get to you like that.

One evening, after making dinner, cleaning and in the process of folding laundry, SDs were on couch with DP goofing around. SD11, who is currently fond of lists, decided to make a game of "who is most popular in the house." It didn't stop when DP was named most popular. She kept going, made a few smart remarks which I ignored. Then she got really bitchy and then said, "TaiTai (one of my cats) is more popular than Cover1...snarky laugh." DP was silent, not saying anything - thanks DP!
I lost it.

YELLED "That's enough! There's a point at which it's no longer funny, SD11." Then I went on a rant about how I cooked/cleaned/did laundry and NO ONE GAVE A SHIT. So why do I expect them to respect me, or anyone? Then I left the room with a glass of wine to the bedroom.

DP apologized later and he's been super great since then (back in December), and better at standing up to the SDs. I told him he needs to be aware, and if not aware, then I will tell him when the line is crossed to bitchiness. "Yes, DP. I am calling SD11 a bitch tonight because she WAS."

And yes, I am NOT doing everything I used to. Just a fraction at this point.

After many racial epithets/comments but the two that stand out is when the shit kid daughter thought it was cool, I told her to shut the fuck up and do not use that N word in my house and around my daughter. And another time about the smelling of a black kids hair and picked up my little one. I told her that I may be 40 something yrs old but I can still street fight, ol ugly Homely Chubbs McStupid.

Called shit kid son a "bitch that's acting like your crazy DEAD mamma" (yeah I said that on purpose, I don't give a fuck) and "can't even wipe your ass right" after he told me "Fuck You MrsC" and to FU to his dad in showing him how to load a dishwasher because his non-bathing booger on walls smearing fat fuck doesn't do shit around the house. Fat fucker went outside crying and yelling saying I was a crazy bitch. I yelled BYE FELICIA and slammed the door.

Once a person OUTWARDLY disrespects me, I go verbal asshole ape-shit on them and cut them off emotionally. I dont take that shit from my own child, let alone someone else's botched abortions. One has to REALLY piss me off more than a few times before I "go there".

I totally flipped and moved out after 5 months of being constantly ignored and disrespected by sd17. The final straw was coming home from work to find her in the kitchen making a cup of tea for herself and daddy. I said hello as i walked in and got blanked as usual. I then had to make my own cup of tea. When i mentioned it to SO he said ' oh i asked her to make you one' clearly she didnt. And as per usual SO did nothing about it and she had no consequences for her bad manners.

socks and candy wrappers in my couch. My phone fell out of my pocket and into the couch, when I reached in to get it I pulled out a candy wrapper. There is a trash can right next to the couch! So I flipped out pulling the cushions off the couch throwing socks and food wrappers.

2 years ago when I flipped my shit on SS now 22 and kicked him out of our house. I was cleaning and doing laundry. I had given him clean sheets to put on his bed. An hour passed and he was still playing video games. I went back in and asked him again to please give me the dirty sheets because I was doing laundry. Another hour passed. Nothing. I asked him why he hadn't been going to work. He shrugged his shoulders.
As I'm talking to him, he's looking at the tv, playing video games. Not answering my questions. I ripped the plug out of the wall and the tv and PS3 turned off. I said "Pack your bags, I want you out of this house RIGHT NOW. While me and your dad are busting our asses at work, you wanna play video games, watch porn and play with your balls? Get the FUCK OUT NOW!"
He packed his shit and left.

I flipped shit over BM taking SD to orthodontist that I asked BM about in the first place.

Basically, I was trying to keep BM in the loop with SD, I asked BM if she wanted to take SD to get her braces on. BM said yes.
Within 5 minutes both SD and BM were bitching to me. SD wanted to know why I was making her spend the nite at BMs and BM bc SD didn't want to spend the nite.

BM then started complaining about DSO allowing SD to live with BFF twins.
Me: If you don't like what DSO is allowing SD to do, why don't you go for custody?
BM: Why would I want full custody.
I then called her ass out for not wanting full custody and how I have been raising someone elses kid for 5 years (for some reason this makes BM mad. SD is not my bio child but lives with us full time, only an honest statement..DUH BITCH).

I told BM I was done with dentists and doctors and pretty much went off about some other stuff. The good news is I don't have to handle any of SDs dentists or doctor appts any more, so a Win for Me.

I had just run into SD at the store. She hadn't talked to us for over a year. We hadn't seen the grandskid since he was 3 months old. She acted all happy and whatnot at the store. Didn't have any reason/excuse as to why she had fallen off the face of the earth.

When I arrived home, SS was supposed to be there. He wasn't. DH had texted him with no response. So, I decided to drive over to BM's house to see what was taking him so long.

I went up and knocked on the door. Low and behold, BM answered (surprised me because she always acted terrified of me). I very calmly but through gritted teeth asked if SS was there. I KNEW he was. His car was sitting out front. BM very flippantly said she "didn't know" if he was there or not and called out for him. Then she said, "He must be in the shower."

I muttered, "Mother of the Year there" and turned around to leave. BM said, "Excuse me?"

I said, "You are a shitty mother, you fat fucking pig!" She said, "WHAT DID YOU SAY??"

I screamed, "What are you DEAF too? YOU are a FAT FUCKING PIG!"

To tell you the truth, I am overweight. But she had gotten HUGE since the last time I saw her so that was what came out of my mouth. Years and years of pent up anger and frustration over her manipulations and PAS attempts.

Guess what she got just a month or two later? Stomach stapled. Don't know if it had anything to do with what I said or not. But it was ironic timing, nonetheless.

Do thoughts count? I can usually hold it together, but I'm mentally eviscerating everyone in all kinds of creative ways.

The one and only time I dropped SD off at GBM's house, the old hag came out of her shitty little house and started taking pictures of me and my car. I wrote a blog about it awhile ago but have since deleted it.

I remained calm through the whole thing, but that's a time where I wish I'd lost my shit on her.